He'd always wanted her to give up because he'd known she couldn't succeed anyway.
This is the future you made for us.
All that was left was the goodbyes. She'd woken up early and spent the next few hours getting ready, and in all that time she hadn't known who to even say goodbye to. She didn't want to see Dawson and know that he was shouldering so many of the things she no longer could. She didn't want to see Peyton react to it again, didn't want to try and have that conversation. She hadn't seen Maebe but she'd heard the blonde had taken things badly. She couldn't be a good friend to her anymore than she could for Pey. Konstantin was unthinkable.
It didn't feel like there was anybody to say goodbye to, and the comparison to last year left her feeling even more numbly miserable than she had waking up.
But there was an exception, and the reminder made it possible to step outside her door once more, into a world filled with people she no longer felt any part of. And once the momentum was there, it was an easy matter to knock at the house next door.
Nothing Yet
No rush you.